The First Case
Author's Note:
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Draco's expression darkened somewhat when he saw that Hermione was sitting on somebody's lap, it darkened even more when he saw whose lap it was on. Draco hated the way that Blaise had one hand on Hermione's thigh; he also hated how the other hand was playing with the piercing in her belly.
Draco looked around for Ginny and found her draped over Michael Corner. Draco felt understanding dawn on him, Blaise needed a diversion. He realized something else; Blaise must be really hurting about Ginny. He'd seen the way that he'd looked at her.
Hermione felt extremely woozy, she felt the room spin around her. She looked back at Blaise and whispered, "I don't feel so well." She remembered seeing his concerned gaze before she closed her eyes and everything went black.
Blaise sighed, Hermione had drank a little too much, and he needed to get her into bed immediately. He looked around at the room he was sharing with Hermione and saw about ten people on their bed. Ok, so their room was out. What else was there?
Blaise almost grimaced when the solution came to him, but he knew what he had to do. Blaise stood up, carrying Hermione bridal style, and walked over to Draco, who'd been watching him.
"Drake, I need to use your bed for Hermione." Blaise noticed how Draco's eyes narrowed as he stared at the unconscious girl in his arms. Draco said nothing but nodded. He opened the door that lead to the adjoining bedroom and stepped aside to let Blaise through.
Draco was furious. It wasn't that he didn't want Hermione taken care of, hell, he most certainly did. He just wanted to be the one to take care of her. Not Blaise. Draco couldn't keep his eyes off of Blaise and Hermione. Blaise was lying down next to her and her head was on his chest. Blaise was stroking her hair.
Draco swallowed a lump in his throat. Blaise looked at Draco, who was hovering in the doorway. Blaise raised an eyebrow at the blonde and kept stroking Hermione's hair. For once in his life, Draco was speechless. He had no idea what to do or say.
Blaise was his best friend for a reason, he hesitated a moment before he said, "I think I'll go see if Ginny is free of Corner yet. Do you mind staying here with Hermione and taking care of her?"
Draco knew when he was pinned so he nodded silently and a meaningful look passed between the two. Blaise motioned to Draco to sit in his place and Draco willingly complied. Draco hated noticing the longing look that Blaise gave Hermione. Regardless of what Blaise said about liking Ginny, he liked Hermione almost as much.
Draco crawled onto the bed and lay in the spot that Blaise had just vacated. He loved the feel of Hermione lying on his chest. Blaise took one last look at them and stalked out of the room. Before he left, he turned to Draco and said in an uncharacteristically menacing tone of voice. "Don't you dare hurt her, Draco."
Draco chuckled dryly and said to Blaise, "Like I could." Blaise narrowed his eyes at Draco and growled, "You can fucking hurt her. Every time you say something cold to her and she shatters inside, I'm the one who has to pick up all the fucking pieces."
Draco was in shock. What the fuck? He'd never known that he could hurt Hermione. He felt a stab of another something new, he identified it as self-loathing. Blaise gave him one last venomous look before saying coldly, "You ever call her a mudblood again and you'll answer directly to me. Understood?"
Draco hated to be talked to like that. What he hated even more was that Blaise was completely right. Draco's hand reached for his wand and Blaise's did the same. He was about to pull out his wand when a soft moan came from Hermione. Draco immediately walked over to her and sat beside her. Blaise gave him a warning glare before exiting the room and shutting the door gently.
Draco put his arm around the sleeping witch. He looked at her fondly. She was laying on her side, her back to his front. He snuggled closer to her. Roughly ten minutes later, her eyes fluttered open, but by then, Draco had actually dozed off.
Hermione loved the feel of whoever was behind her. She knew it wasn't Blaise, Blaise was shorter and darker. The arm draped around her waist was pale and a little more muscled than Blaise. The hands were more calloused too. Blaise had never done a day of hard labor in his entire life, but this hand had seen some tough times. It was rough, calloused and scarred.
She felt soft snores coming from the man behind her. Unconsciously, his hand moved upwards and cupper her breast. Hermione sighed and snuggled back into the wizard. She turned her head slightly towards him so she could at least know who she was sleeping with.
She turned too fast and had overestimated the distance of his head from hers and bashed her head against his. He woke up immediately.
"FUCK!" He yelled. "What the fuck happened?" Hermione was speechless. It was Draco Malfoy. The man of her fantasies, the man she was trying to get over. Shit. This wasn't good for Hermione. She wasn't getting over him, if anything; she was becoming more and more attracted to him.
She was about to say something but then she heard a scream from the other room. Hermione and Draco both grabbed their wands and ran towards the room. Hermione's jaw dropped when she saw Lavender on the floor writhing.
Harry ran over to Hermione. "Help, Hermione!" He yelled. "She was just dancing and she dropped to the floor. You're a healer, can't you help her?"
Lavender's face was pale and gaunt and her eyes looked sunken. Hermione didn't think, she grabbed Lavender and apparated her straight to St. Mungo's emergency room. The medi-witch on duty that night was Hermione's mentor and teacher. Sarah Longbottom, Neville's aunt. She'd been training Hermione to be a healer ever since Hermione had graduated three years earlier.
Hermione had long since been a qualified healer, now she was actually Sarah's superior, but she never acted like that. Hermione was the youngest Level One healer in history. Usually Level One healers trained until they were at least thirty-five. Hermione was one at the ripe age of twenty-one. She was one of the best they had.
Hermione put Lavender on a bed and started hooking her up to machines. Sarah ran next to her and bent down to check her breathing. Sarah turned to Hermione and asked, "What the hell happened to her?" Hermione shook her head. "I have no idea."
"Apparate to the Hog's Head inn in Hogsmeade and go to room 201, you'll find a group of people there. Ask them what happened to her. I'll stay here and monitor her vitals." Hermione said. Sarah nodded, then Hermione added, "Please bring Malfoy back with you, he's a potions expert."
Hermione took a deep breath and looked at the stable Lavender. Something very strange was happening to her. Her lips were turning blue and her skin was getting paler and paler. Hermione ran over to her and checked her heartbeat. It was still going steady. This was something that Hermione had never seen before.
Sarah apparated back with Malfoy in tow. He looked at Hermione and then at Lavender. Lavender's eyes fluttered open and Hermione saw something that she'd only seen once in her life. Eyes the colour of a basilisk. They were yellow and expressionless.
Malfoy swore under his breath. "What the fuck is with her eyes?" He asked. Sarah had started backing away. Lavender looked at them and smiled a little smile. Where her canine teeth should be were sharp fangs. Hermione quickly flicked her wand and Lavender was immediately bound to the bed.
Lavender's nails had grown out too. They were too long, almost the length of her finger. Draco looked at Hermione and drawled, "Well, there's something you don't see every day."
Author's note:
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been ill with hepatitis. Nothing too serious, though, just a bad hamburger. That's the last time I eat at any junk food place.
Well, I hope you've enjoyed this so far. Do you want me to continue? Please review and leave me your comments and criticisms. I really appreciate it.
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